Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Hebrews 11:1
He showed me a picture of it, late one night as we sat awake in the hotel room, taking care of our new little girl.
A month into parenthood, we were also house hunting, having just left the mission field after five years in a country about as far away as we could have been.
We’d loved it, but it was time to be back “home”…and we were struggling to find what that might look like.
We found ourselves in a brand new state, thanks to his new job, and we desperately needed a place for our family to live. We were watching the days tick down into single digits, looking at house after house after house.
But none of them felt like they could be home.
And then he pulled up the picture of the blue, two-story, and I told him no because it didn’t have a fence. This new, very-tired-and-over-the-top-emotional mama, who also happened to have two crazy golden retrievers, Needed. A. Fence.
Mostly for her sanity.
But he insisted we look at it, and so we did.